When was the last time you waxed?

Whoa, Riley. You don't do lip gloss.

To erase dividing lines from country to country.

I ride the subway now. I have kiwi lips now and I'm just as cool as you now.

Because it's so hot, you need sun cream. It's all oily and yucky. Yuck. What a fuss about nothing. Yes, we all need sun cream today.

You gonna erase Bonnie from your head, too.

The Air Force did it again. They're erasing our lives! Third floor, wrong apartment.

Thousands of you. Memory wiped. Programmed to kill.

And this is the fun bit. Start by rubbing it onto the top and taking it as far down as possible.

Sitting outside a café with a strong coffee and a warm croissant with unsalted butter and strawberry jam.

If you're found in an area not designated to your gender, I will personally neuter you! Am I clear?

These memories. The girl. My daughter. I want you to remove them.

The entire time I knew Thanos, he only ever had one goal. To bring balance to the universe by wiping out half of all life.

After banishing all music from her life, she found a way to provide for her daughter.

Wait, you don't remember? Well, I remember waking up in the morning, Amy rubbing Vicks on my chest.

And if that person has the ability to snap his fingers and erase the value of that empire, you have to make sure you have a contingency.

My business partners were more than happy to scrub him from the records, and I suppose I didn't discourage them. His name was Arnold.

Honey, his name is Alec. But the C Got smudged. Yeah, well, why don't you just text him and then invite him back for dinner?

You are so naive. Blondie here is gonna chew you up and spit you out. Well, don't tell him.

Can I help? George wants to help too. OK, George. Could you put a blob of mortar here?